Tuesday Night Agility

On Tuesday evenings I attend two dog training classes. First I make my way to class at the Dog Training Center of Chester County where I’m learning to be a Canine Good Citizen and Therapy Dog. Then it’s off to Wagsworth Manor where I’m in the Intermediate Agility Class.

storm coming in

This week there was a big storm rolling in when mom and I pulled up to Wagsworth Manor, so instead of running around outside like normal we headed inside. I was kind of unsure about the whole situation, considering there was thunder and lightning, strange barking dogs, and a whole new environment to contend with. But soon I was put to ease, because my dad was waiting there to watch me get my Agility on!

Mom says I have to work on paying attention better, even when there are distractions, but how can you not be excited when your Dad comes to watch!? 

A Case of the Mondays

My Mondays are a bit different than most people’s because I have the day off from work! But just because I don’t have to go into the “office” doesn’t mean I don’t have lots to do.

ammo the dachshund shopping

On this particular Monday after feeding my ponies on the farm I did some shopping with mom.

ammo the dachshund shopping

On my Lowes stop I picked up some things for my garden. Mom let me pick out some plants to grow in my magic horse poop garden – and I can’t wait until they get big enough to eat! Yum.

ammo the dachshund does agility

Then it was off to my agility class with my friends!

ammo the dachshund does agility

I love everything about agility training; running fast, jumping, going through obstacles…

ammo the dachshund does agility

….and don’t get me started on the treats! Mom comes armed with a bag full of string cheese – makes me wish I could go to class everyday!

ammo the dachshund does agility

But as much as I love agility training there is one thing I HATE about going to class.

ammo the dachshund does agility

My crate! I’ve never liked being in a crate, what can I say….this boy needs freedom to roam. So unlucky for me, mom has decided it’s about time I get used to being in one since there might be cases I have to sit in it and wait patiently.

Patiently, huff! I’m totally not above barking and crying until they unlock me from this fortress of doom. Who’s with me? Crate haters unite! 

 

 

Leaving on a Jet Plane…

My mom is getting ready to go on a trip……without me! (Someone hold me) And what makes it even worse is that Boomerang gets to go and I don’t!

I have hatched a scheme to hideout in her suitcase, so we’ll see how that goes.

See, Boomerang and mom have been accepted to compete in the Extreme Cowboy Race at the Horse World Expo in Harrisburg, PA February 24 – 27th. I don’t really understand it because mom doesn’t even own a cowboy hat! Which reminds me, maybe if I get a cowboy hat and boots mom will let me come along.

Mom says she wishes very much I could come along, but apparently the Expo doesn’t allow dogs. Stupid if you ask me. What’s a cowboy without his best dog? Seriously.

So until my mom abandons me, I’ve been helping her get Boomerang ready for the big event.

Not trying to brag, but I pretty much taught Boomerang how to be an awesome cowboy cowhorse bronco or whatever he’s supposed to be. After toting him around all over the county for the past Month and a half, I think he’s finally ready.

Just check out this video of Boomerang Practicing last weekend:

So I guess I’ll just have to hang with dad next week while mom’s gone. Boomerang better bring me back a trophy or something after all the hard work I put into training him…..or I’m gonna be peeved!

Also, mom, I expect presents upon your return. Thank you.

Read all about Boomerang’s preparation for the Extreme Cowboy Race on the Trick Ponies’ Blog